Monday, September 19, 2011 about 10:15pm I get a phone call from Mom, "Daddy is in the hospital. This shouldn't be a big deal, but I just wanted to let you know." I told Mom to call and let me know if anything changes.
Monday about 11:00pm I just went to bed when the phone rings, it's my sister. At first she's crying so hard I can't understand what she is saying. Then she tells me "Daddy". I told her I was on my way.
Monday about 11:15pm, I'm on my way to the hospital. As I am driving, I'm trying to shake the sleepiness off and fight back the tears. Daddy is my super awesome, totally cool, kick ass step dad. He married my mom in 1996 when I was 26. I wasn't around him for the first couple of years before they got married because I was having issues with my mom. As I got to know this man, he became daddy. He was more of a Daddy to my sister and I in the last 15 years then our own fathers were (biological or adopted).
By the time I pull out of my neighborhood it hits me. Adoption sucks! Another person who is very important to me is being ripped from my life, another person I wanted Ashley to meet.
I was in the emergency room a little before midnight. He had a stoke which caused a massive brain bleed, once he was off the ventilator he could survive one or two days. It was my job to reach my step brothers (because I am a little squeamish) and then call every one else after the sun came up. About 7:30am on Tuesday, he was taken off of the respirator and moved to a room upstairs, made comfortable, given a morphine drip and a DNR tag.
Wednesday afternoon, I had a total of 5 1/2 hours sleep since arriving at the hospital, I left the hospital for about 30 minutes on Tuesday night and that was it. We had convinced my Mom to go down to the cafeteria to get away for a little bit, she left with my aunt and her best friend. My sister and cousins left for my sister's house to decompress for a little while. I stayed behind, I stayed and held his hand, counting the seconds between each breath. About 1:15 my older step brother showed up. I didn't know he was coming so early and I was so glad to see him. It was just the two of us, alone with Daddy. About 1:30 ish, Daddy took his last breath.